Forbidden Ecstasy Their lust was a forbidden fruit, stolen from the watchful eyes of society. They met in secret encounters, each stolen moment a treasure to be cherished. His hands roamed over her body, mapping out every secret desire. All her sins revealed themselves to him and he embraced them all. The taste of her lips was an elixir that intoxicated his senses. The taste of his body was a savory delicacy that was addictive to her. They reveled in the ecstasy of their forbidden lust, knowing that each night's embrace would be a memory to haunt their souls. © Seductive Poetry
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Primal Surrender
Primal Surrender Under the moon's silver glow, their inhibitions melted away like mist at dawn. They shed their clothes, revealing bodies aching for release. Primal instincts surged through them as they gave themselves over to the moment. The rhythm of their breathing matched the beat of their hearts, a primal symphony that echoed the rhythmic movement of their bodies. Rough thrust, primal growls and moans, bodies crashing into one another under the soft glow of moonlight. He, the beast that savagely ravages her body and she, his willing prey that feeds him in her primal surrender. © Seductive Poetry
Intoxicating Embrace
Intoxicating Embrace Her scent, a heady elixir, drew him into a whirlpool of ecstasy. The taste of her lips melted against his, sending shivers down her spine. His touch, like a thousand tiny flames, ignited a conflagration within her. They swayed together in an intoxicating embrace, their bodies a symphony of need and fulfillment. Every caress, every kiss whispered of primal longings. © Seductive Poetry
Whispers Of Desire
Whispers Of Desire The night cloaked them in its velvety embrace, amplifying the soft sounds of their desire. His fingertips danced over her skin, igniting a raging inferno within. They moved with precision like a clockwork that ran on raw passion and lust. Whispers of desire filled the air, painting erotic fantasies upon her mind's canvas. As their bodies intertwined, primal instincts took over, fueling an insatiable ache that demanded fulfillment. © Seductive Poetry
Reveal Yourself To Him
Reveal Yourself To Him Reveal yourself to him by showing him who you are. Show him the compassion that guides your heart. Show him all the silly, quirky things that bring a smile to your face. Show him kindness that emanates from your soul. Reveal yourself to him by giving him your body freely to use for his pleasure while fulfilling all of your darkest desires. Show him all the imperfections your skin holds so he can truly worship you like the goddess you are. Show him all the ways your body can give him pleasure while receiving pleasure from him. Reveal yourself to him by opening up your soul to him. Show him all the secrets you carry so he can guard them with his life. Show him all the broken parts of you so he can help you mend them. Reveal yourself to him and he will cherish and protect you with all of him. © Seductive Poetry
Submission Needs Trust
Submission Needs Trust Submission is a delicate dance between two individuals, where one willingly gives control to the other. This surrender of power requires a strong foundation of trust to ensure the safety and well-being of both parties involved. Without trust, the foundation crumbles, and the entire dynamic falls apart. Trust in a dynamic goes beyond the physical aspect of the act. It is not just about the submissive blindly following the dominant's commands, but rather a deep understanding between two people. It is a mutual agreement that the dominant will always have the best interest of the submissive at heart, and the submissive will trust the dominant to guide them in the right direction. The submissive's trust in the dominant is crucial as they are willingly putting themselves in a vulnerable position. They are giving up their control and exposing themselves to the dominant's desires and whims. Without trust, the submissive would not be able to fully let go and embrace their role, which is essential for a fulfilling experience. Click below the read the full post...
Painted Truth: Excerpts
The Way They Fit Together…
Look Me In My Eyes…
You look me in the eyes you lustful slut. As you worship my cock, taking it deeper in your mouth, sucking it harder with every stroke. You've earned this privilege of worshiping my cock, of having this small window of control. Savor it while you can kitten because this is the only time you will have such a privilege.






